He kissed me deeper, stronger, wilder, and I didn’t want him to stop. My hands held on tightly to the back of his head and I grabbed a fist full of hair. Devyn lifted me and instinctively, I wrapped my legs around him. The scent of my arousal now filled the air as he carried me to his bed.
Gently, he laid me on my back before finally breaking the kiss for a split second to take his shirt off. With his claws, he popped the buttons on my silk pajama shirt and slid it off my shoulders, leaving trails of goosebumps on my skin.
Once my top was off, he pulled away to take in my body. I was a little self-conscious because although my body was still toned, it didn’t look the same after I gave birth to Tristan. I knew my body would never be the same, but I was also prepared to spend the rest of m
